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Poor Little Guy. Caught Up In The Freeze Blast In Late January 2026. We Made Sure That The Wildlife Had Food, Water And Shelter. We Were Without Power For 5 Days!
In the January frost.
Otherwise known as - Physalis alkekengi, bladder cherry, bladder herb, Chinese lantern plant, devil's berry, devil's bladder, Japanese lantern, red nightshade, red winter cherry,
strawberry tomato, strawberry-and-tomato, winter cherry.
After Sunset, January, Denver Basin, Colorado. The geese were flying back and forth - "bending/flipping in the middle" - then quickly reversing direction in the strong winds. Apparent chaos and difficulty remaining together!
So Spring put on hold while we have some more snow, one from the last time we had snow a few weeks ago.
Yesterday I saw that the Peak District had some snow, but that evaded us in Nottingham. Looking back to January 2021, we had quite a good covering of the white stuff and it stayed around for a day or two. During the late afternoon of the 24th, I put my boots on and went to the lock cottage and sought out some snowy compositions.
Today, I went out to photograph abandoned places during the weather conditions we are experiencing this morning. Upon my arrival at an abandoned farmhouse in Boone County, I was met with windy conditions and a temperature of around 12°. A driver, who was driving half a mile behind me, noticed my vehicle parked on the side of the road and approached me to inquire about my well-being. I informed him that I intended to photograph the farmhouse, and he responded with a thumbs-up before departing.
My initial reservations about driving on the back road in such weather conditions proved unfounded, as I was ultimately glad to have visited one of my favorite farmhouses. Taking calculated risks can be advantageous.
Stay warm!
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On January 7, 2026, the Netherlands is covered by a thick blanket of snow. Code Orange is in effect, and it is felt everywhere: flights are cancelled, trains and buses barely run, and the daily rhythm slows abruptly. Streets turn into white ribbons, sound is muted, and the city is forced into a lower gear. Even the centre of Amsterdam — normally always a few degrees warmer — is completely white today. Due to dense buildings, water and urban heat, snow rarely lingers here. Usually it quickly turns wet, grey and disappears. But not today. On Nieuwe Leliestraat, at the corner with Tweede Leliedwarsstraat, snow falls continuously. The flakes are dense and soft, settling on the street, along the pavement and against the façades of the buildings. The narrow street forms a calm perspective of brickwork, light window frames and bicycles lined along the sides — everything softened by a layer of white. The street feels unusually quiet. Hardly any traffic, little movement. Only footprints slowly fading beneath a fresh layer of snow. On the corner stands De Nieuwe Lelie, a warm and familiar neighbourhood pub in an otherwise hushed street. Inside, the lights glow softly and invitingly. Behind the windows, there is warmth and comfort — a place to catch your breath after the snow. There is hot mulled wine, hot chocolate with or without rum, or simply an ice-cold beer. Outside, street lamps cast a warm glow across the snow; inside, the neighbourhood quietly carries on. With traffic almost absent, the snow is given the chance to stay. People walk more slowly, look around, pause for a moment. There is disruption, without a doubt — but also wonder. On this winter day, Amsterdam feels smaller, quieter and almost timeless.
A quiet winter scene at Café De Nieuwe Lelie on Nieuwe Leliestraat, at the corner of Tweede Leliedwarsstraat in the heart of Amsterdam. Fresh snow softens the narrow street, bicycles and façades, while warm light from the café windows contrasts gently with the cold, still evening.
Op 7 januari 2026 ligt Nederland onder een dik pak sneeuw. Code Oranje is van kracht en dat is overal merkbaar: vluchten zijn geannuleerd, treinen en bussen rijden nauwelijks en het dagelijkse ritme vertraagt abrupt. Straten veranderen in witte linten, geluid wordt gedempt en de stad schakelt ongewild een versnelling terug. Ook het centrum van Amsterdam — normaal altijd nét een paar graden warmer — is vandaag volledig wit. Door bebouwing, water en stedelijke warmte blijft sneeuw hier zelden liggen. Meestal wordt het snel nat, grijs en verdwenen. Maar vandaag niet. Op de Nieuwe Leliestraat, op de hoek met de Tweede Leliedwarsstraat, sneeuwt het onafgebroken. De vlokken vallen dicht en zacht en blijven liggen op straat, langs de stoep en tegen de gevels van de panden. De smalle straat vormt een rustig perspectief van baksteen, lichte kozijnen en fietsen langs de kant — alles gedempt door een laag wit. De straat oogt ongewoon stil. Nauwelijks verkeer, weinig beweging. Alleen voetstappen die langzaam verdwijnen onder een nieuwe laag sneeuw. Op de hoek ligt Café De Nieuwe Lelie, een warm en vertrouwd buurtcafé in een verder verstilde straat. Binnen brandt het licht, zacht en uitnodigend. Achter de ramen heerst warmte en gezelligheid — een plek om even op adem te komen na de sneeuw. Er is warme glühwein, warme chocolademelk met of zonder rum, of gewoon een ijskoud biertje. Buiten werpen lantaarns een warme gloed over de sneeuw; binnen leeft de buurt nog even door. Doordat het verkeer vrijwel ontbreekt, krijgt de sneeuw de ruimte om te blijven liggen. Mensen lopen langzamer, kijken om zich heen, blijven even staan. Er is overlast, zonder twijfel — maar ook verwondering. Op deze winterdag voelt Amsterdam kleiner, stiller en bijna tijdloos.
A lovely winters day shot up in the Mountains of County Antrim near Slieveanora.
A good enough covering for the roads but not enough to completely cover the fields.
Well, sorry for the depth of field... had bad settings on my camera and taked by the times to did it... :-(
Granite Peak Ski Hill - Wausau, Wisconsin on a clear, cold January evening (-15 degrees).
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West Pond, Parsonsfield, Maine.
Panorama view of our sunset today and ice that's been forming on West Pond over the past three days / nights.
The East York Civic Centre was built in the late 1960s as the municipal headquarters for the former Borough of East York. Designed as a modern civic complex, it brought council chambers, public services, and community facilities together on a central site. After East York was amalgamated into the City of Toronto in 1998, the building continued to serve as an important civic and community hub, hosting municipal offices, public meetings, and local events.
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A Christmas market, frozen air,
and one leg thrown skyward in refusal.
Sometimes warmth comes not from layers,
but from moving anyway.
A narrow creek slips quietly through deep snowbanks, reflecting a dense wall of frost-laden evergreens. A small wooden footbridge sits in the distance, and the soft, winter-gray sky keeps everything muted—still, silent, and perfectly calm.
Sam Bond's Garage is a music venue and pub in the Whiteaker neighborhood of Eugene, Oregon, USA.
(Icicles are in references to this ice-storm we are having right now.)
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Light On The Lakes
A wee early morning drive up the Hartside Pass to a piece of wall that I have always thought about using , which gives a few over to the Lake District.
A nice wee layer of frost and snow, pinks and orange tones in the sky as the first light hits Blencathra. The temperature gauge in the car was telling me it was minus 5:), it felt like it for sure.
Hartside Pass, Cumbria
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Goudriaan is a village in the Dutch province of South Holland. It is a part of the municipality of Molenlanden, and lies about 25 km east of Rotterdam. The village centre (dark green) and the statistical district (light green) of Goudriaan in the former municipality of Graafstroom.
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On 7 January 2026, the Netherlands lies under a thick blanket of snow. Code Orange is in effect, and its impact is felt everywhere: flights are canceled, trains and buses barely run, and the daily rhythm slows abruptly. In the center of Amsterdam, such a snowy day is rare. Because of urban heat and the surrounding water, snow usually doesn’t last here. It quickly turns wet, grey, and disappears. But not today. On the Herenmarkt, the playground lies quiet—at least until the first snowball fight erupts. Beneath the bare trees, with the West India House standing as a stately backdrop, snowballs fly back and forth. Parents and children face each other, no longer divided by age, but as equal players in a spontaneous winter game. The snow falls thick and soft, settling on the square, the climbing frames, and the bicycles along the fence. Laughter drowns out the silence that snow usually brings. Children dodge, slip, and jump back up laughing. Adults aim carefully—or not at all—and let themselves be carried away by the moment. The historic facades around the Herenmarkt form a calm, dark frame against which the drifting snow remains clearly visible. Streetlights cast a warm glow over the scene, while footsteps are muffled by the white carpet. For a moment, the city seems to have forgotten its haste. Amsterdam feels smaller here, more human—almost village-like. This place shows what snow can do: it disrupts daily life, but it also brings people together. On this winter day, an ordinary playground turns into a shared memory. And that, right in the heart of Mokum, is what makes this moment so special.
A spontaneous snowball fight between parents and children unfolds on the Herenmarkt in central Amsterdam, as fresh snow transforms the playground into a winter scene. With the West India House in the background, laughter replaces the usual city noise, and for a moment the city feels quiet, playful, and almost village-like.
Op 7 januari 2026 ligt Nederland onder een dik pak sneeuw. Code Oranje is van kracht en dat is overal merkbaar: vluchten zijn geschrapt, treinen en bussen rijden nauwelijks en het dagelijkse ritme vertraagt abrupt. In het centrum van Amsterdam is zo’n sneeuwdag zeldzaam. Door stedelijke warmte en het water blijft sneeuw hier meestal niet liggen. Vaak wordt het snel nat, grijs en verdwenen. Maar vandaag niet. Op de Herenmarkt ligt de speeltuin er stil bij — althans, tot het eerste sneeuwballengevecht losbarst. Onder de kale bomen, met het West-Indisch Huis als statig decor op de achtergrond, vliegen de sneeuwballen heen en weer. Ouders en kinderen staan tegenover elkaar, even niet als groot en klein, maar als gelijke spelers in een spontaan winters spel. De sneeuw valt dicht en zacht en blijft liggen op het plein, de klimrekken en de fietsen langs het hek. Gelach overstemt de stilte die sneeuw normaal brengt. Kinderen duiken weg, glijden uit, staan lachend weer op. Volwassenen mikken voorzichtig — of juist niet — en laten zich meevoeren door het moment. De historische gevels rond de Herenmarkt vormen een rustig, donker kader waartegen de sneeuw zichtbaar blijft dwarrelen. Straatlantaarns geven een warme gloed aan het tafereel, terwijl voetstappen worden gesmoord door het witte tapijt. Even lijkt de stad haar haast vergeten. Amsterdam voelt hier kleiner, menselijker — bijna dorps. Deze plek laat zien wat sneeuw kan doen: het ontregelt het dagelijks leven, maar verbindt ook. Op deze winterdag verandert een gewone speeltuin in een gedeelde herinnering. En dat, midden in Mokum, maakt dit moment zo bijzonder.
Six ducks here wondering if it's wise to fly off the wall and into the (almost) frozen pond. In the end one decided to take the plunge and the rest soon followed.
On a chilled December morning the quiet peace of Frobisher Bay is torn apart in the thunderous roar of a missile launch. Rocket light burns bright against the cool pastel colours of an Arctic winter. For weeks, the crew of the surfaced Ohio-class submarine had navigated the unforgiving, ice-choked waters of the northern frontier—a silent ghost patrolling the edge of the world. This morning, as the sun barely scraped the horizon in a wash of pale amber and rose, the quiet ended.
Part of a high-stakes naval exercise in Arctic defense preparedness, the launch was a flawless demonstration of strategic readiness. With a concussive boom that rippled across the frozen expanse, the hull shuddered as a Trident missile erupted from its silo. It punched through the freezing sea spray, riding a pillar of blinding fire and churning white exhaust into the sub-zero air. For a fleeting moment, the stark, snow-dusted islands and jagged mountains were illuminated by the artificial sun of the rocket’s wake, casting long, dramatic shadows over the ice. As the missile vanished into the upper atmosphere, leaving only a drifting plume of smoke against the dawn sky, the Arctic reclaimed its silence—but the message of vigilance had been clearly written across the horizon.
Merry Christmas everybody, here's to 2023
(Obviously by time the steam hauled ECS I was waiting for came the light had gone, if this hadn't been late, holding things up I would of got a cracking shot in even better light than this.)
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With so much white around on this winter's day in Hokkaido, Japan, I decided to go for a minimalist image of this little girl happily playing in the snow.
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The Peace Monument also known as the Friendship Monument or the Russia-Georgia Friendship Monument at the Jvari Pass in Georgia is a striking structure erected in 1983 to commemorate the 200th anniversary of the Georgian-Russian Treaty of Georgievsk 1783. This treaty marked the beginning of a closer political and military alliance between the Kingdom of Kartli-Kakheti (in present-day Georgia) and the Russian Empire. Its purpose was to protect Georgia from invasions by hostile powers. The monument is built in the form of a semicircular stone structure and is located at a panoramic point along the Jvari Pass, a mountain pass on the Georgian Military Road. This area is located in the Caucasus Mountains and offers spectacular views of the surrounding mountains and valleys. The monument consists of colorful mosaics depicting scenes from Georgian history and culture, as well as the theme of peace and unity. Although the monument was intended as a symbol of friendship between Georgia and Russia, it has attracted controversy in later years due to the complex historical and political relations between the two countries, particularly after Georgia's independence in 1991 and subsequent conflicts. Today, it is seen more as a tourist attraction than a political symbol. The monument is a popular stop for travelers exploring the Georgian Military Road due to its impressive views and historical significance.
A journey from Ananuri Fort through the Jvari Pass is one of the most impressive experiences you can have in Georgia. The contrast between the colorful autumn landscapes, the sudden snow-capped mountains, and the heavy mist is breathtaking and feels almost magical. The journey begins with the warm colors of autumn surrounding the historic Ananuri Fort. As you continue along the Georgian Military Road, nature slowly begins to change. The colorful forests gradually make way for bare mountain slopes, and the fresh mountain air becomes more noticeable. As you get closer to the Jvari Pass, the first signs of snow begin to appear. The peaks of the mountains seem sprinkled with sugar, and the temperature drops noticeably. As you ascend further, heavy mist starts to envelop the surroundings. The visibility becomes limited, and the world feels suddenly isolated and mysterious. Upon reaching the Jvari Pass, you arrive at the Peace Monument, where the mist hangs like a thin veil over the landscape. The colorful mosaics of the monument contrast beautifully with the white snow and the gray fog. The view from here, though partially obscured, is stunningly serene. The snow-capped peaks, frozen rivers, and icy air create an almost otherworldly atmosphere.
Het Peace Monument ook bekend als het Friendship Monument of het Russia-Georgia Friendship Monument bij de Jvari-pas in Georgië is een opvallend bouwwerk dat in 1983 werd opgericht om het 200-jarige jubileum van het Georgisch-Russische Verdrag van Georgievsk 1783 te herdenken. Dit verdrag markeerde het begin van een nauwere politieke en militaire alliantie tussen het Koninkrijk Kartli-Kachetië (in het huidige Georgië) en het Russische Rijk. Het doel was om Georgië te beschermen tegen invallen van vijandige mogendheden. Het monument is gebouwd in de vorm van een halfronde stenen structuur en bevindt zich op een panoramisch punt langs de Jvari-pas, een bergpas op de Georgische Militaire Weg. Dit gebied ligt in het Kaukasusgebergte en biedt spectaculaire uitzichten op de omliggende bergen en valleien. Het monument bestaat uit kleurrijke mozaïeken die scènes uit de Georgische geschiedenis en cultuur uitbeelden, evenals het thema van vrede en eenheid. Hoewel het monument bedoeld was als symbool van vriendschap tussen Georgië en Rusland, heeft het in latere jaren controverse opgeroepen vanwege de complexe historische en politieke relaties tussen de twee landen, met name na de onafhankelijkheid van Georgië in 1991 en de daaropvolgende conflicten. Tegenwoordig wordt het meer gezien als een toeristische trekpleister dan als een politiek symbool. Het monument is een populaire stop voor reizigers die de Georgische Militaire Weg verkennen vanwege het indrukwekkende uitzicht en de historische betekenis. Een reis van Ananuri Fort door de Jvari Pass is één van de meest indrukwekkende ervaringen die je in Georgië kunt hebben. Het contrast tussen de kleurrijke herfstlandschappen, de plotseling met sneeuw bedekte bergen en de zware mist is adembenemend en voelt bijna magisch.
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Paard van Marken (Horse of Marken) is the name of the lighthouse of Marken.
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Het Paard van Marken is de vuurtoren van Marken. De vuurtoren is ontworpen door J. Valk en gebouwd in 1839 en staat op de oostelijke punt van het eiland. De toren heeft een hoogte van 16 meter en een lichtbereik van 16,7 km.
De toren is begonnen als een vierkante vuurbaak in 1700. Later werden er gebouwen aan de vuurtoren gebouwd, die de toren de karakteristieke vorm gaf. In 1814 kreeg de toren een mistbel. In 1839 is de ronde toren gebouwd op het fundament van de vuurbaak. In 1919 is de mistbel vervangen door een misthoorn.
Regelmatig heeft de vuurtoren last van kruiend ijs. In 1971 was dit zo erg dat de toren enkele centimeters van zijn plaats werd geduwd. Momenteel wordt de vuurtoren bewoond.
Sinds 1970 bezit de toren de status rijksmonument.